Necks and Ropes
Michael watched as one of the Bedouins calmly started to cut
Arab girl’s throat. Apart from her gurgling and her blood spraying he heard
nothing. The man with the knife knew his business. He cut through girl’s neck
slowly, moving the knife back and forth until the blade reached the bone. The
girl was still conscious and her brown eyes were open wide as she saw her own
blood spraying on the ground. He watched her breasts bounce as the man resumed
cutting. He sawed through cartilage with little difficulty and the girl’s eyes
froze open as he finally cut off her head. The headless corpse shuddered several
times and fell, the neck stump still pumping blood. The man looked at the girl’s
face and held the head by the hair for Michael to see. He impaled the head on a
spike and left.
Michael turned off his camera and walked to the village elder. He
gave him money and got back to his jeep. Filming executions was his hobby and it
paid well. He got back to his hotel in Karachi and found a courier waiting for
him.
“You have a job for me?” he asked the man when they were alone.
The Chinese want to make another snuff film,” said the man. “You
will get five thousand in cash if you film it.” Okay,” said Michael. What else
do you have for me?”
“Just this snuff film,” the man said. Its very important. Many very
rich people will be there to see it. They are going to get some real young Asian
girls and hang them naked. They will be strung up one by one. Make sure you film
each having sex, being prepared, noosed and strangling as they are suspended.
You can do that?”
“I can,” said Michael. “Here is first class ticket to Thailand where it will
happen. Enjoy.”
On the plane Michael examined his computer files. He looked at the
faces of young European, Asian, Arab, Indian, Hispanic women and girls. Each
picture was labeled with her name, age and method of death. Many of them
committed suicide by hanging, others were hanged or strangled by gangs or
individual killers. He replayed one of his favorite files depicting execution by
hanging in one of the Malaysian provinces. Four naked Asian females stood crying
on the trapdoor as the prison guards slipped nooses around their necks. They
stood with ropes around their necks for what seemed like a long time and
suddenly, the trapdoor fell and they became suspended. He could see their
reddening grimacing faces and naked bodies jerking at the ends of their ropes.
Legs kicked and bladders and bowels emptied. The guards turned the hanging
bodies on their ropes, commenting on the way how they died and left them hanging
for another hour. Michael selected another file and watched as Japanese killer
named Tokyo Hangman cut down a body of a young Japanese schoolgirl he had
hanged. Removing the rope from her neck, he spread her legs and entered her,
performing an intercourse. When he was ready, he opened the dead girl’s mouth
and filled it with his sperm.
Michael turned the computer off and went to sleep.
Arriving in Thailand, he checked into his hotel and called
his contact. Two Chinese men arrived and drove him to the outskirts of the city
into a large guarded house of local multi millionaire Kan Po. Michael went into
the specially prepared hanging room where over last five years more than 30
women and girls strangled to death. Wire nooses were tied to a long metal pipe
and under each noose stood a wooden crate. Michael set up his camera and watched
men and women fill the room. He recognized senators, models and few other
celebrities, and many Asian businessmen. They all stood sipping their drinks and
smoking cigarettes. Kan Po greeted them. “You all know why we are here, ladies
and gentlemen, he said to them. “With overpopulation and high birth rate of poor
families that can produce nothing, we help the governments with their problems
by showing you real death by hanging. Young girls we hang today are for your
enjoyment. After their death you will be able to enjoy their bodies as long as
you like. You will receive a copy of the hanging. Now let’s welcome our first
victim Su Chao from Taiwan.”
Two men entered escorting a naked Asian girl. She was about 13 or
14 with skinny body and good face. Michael filmed her carefully and waited.
The girl was helped to stand on the crate and one of the men
inspected her hands tied behind her back. The second man slipped the noose
around her neck and pulled it tight. The girl winced and tried to say something
but the man kicked the crate from under her.
There was no drop and Su Chao simply became suspended one foot over
the floor. She gurgled and grimaced it pain as the noose tightened. Her body
started to jerk and her face turned red and purpled up as she gradually
strangled. Every muscle of her young tight body was moving and she turned on her
wire trembling in her death throes. Her feet kicked one more time and she
relaxed in death.
When the second girl was brought in, she resisted after
seeing the hanged body of Su Chao. This girl was from Vietnam and her name was
Nai Peong. Although much younger than the first hanged girl, she put up a fierce
resistance and only calmed down when the noose went taut around her neck.
Michael watched as she strangled beside the first hanged girl. Her head tilted
sideways and her tongue bulged out for all to see. The third girl was from Japan
named Noriko Honda. She didn’t fight and jerked only several times before her
bladder let go. The last girl was from India and for reason Michael could not
explain it took her a long time to stop kicking, nearly five minutes.
When the execution part was over, the guests retired to the viewing
room while servants took down and washed the bodies. When his job was done, he
was paid in cash and was delivered back to the city. He again watched the
execution on tape and after lunch asked for a girl for the night. A pretty Thai
teenage girl arrived at his suite and he screwed her long and hard. Walking the
next day in the suburbs of the town, he found a very pretty young girl from a
poor family who committed suicide by hanging. He reached for her neck and felt
muscles and veins bulging under the rope squeezing her soft, young throat.
Michael reached for his camera and started to take pictures.
Copyright by A. Babekova (2004).